Twice in the past two days I have been hanging around the house with Dylan and she has gotten out of my sight. Things are more or less baby proofed around here, so that is usually fine. Both times I noticed an eerie silence and went to investigate, only to find that she had gotten her little mitts on one of the water glasses I like to leave filled around the house and was sitting there proudly drinking out of it. I am going to sit here for a moment and appreciate that that is what she thinks of as getting into trouble.
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Also, she is now sleeping better on a cot at daycare than she ever did in the crib there.
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